Scars (A One Direction Fanfiction)

Chapter 2: Hello

Breanna's Outfit: 

http://www.polyvore.com/breanna_meeting_niall/set?id=98001379&lid=4004901

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{2013}

Ever since I came over to England I had been using Simon’s grand piano which I would probably marry. Don’t judge. I love my piano. Well Simon’s piano.

“What are you playing?”

I stopped playing and turned around in my seat to see a boy with dirty blond hair standing a few meters away from me and the piano. He also sounded Irish. Hot.

“Niall?” I asked surprised.

“You know who I am?” He seemed kind of surprised considering that we have never met before. Or maybe he liked Simon’s (read: my) piano. Hehe doubt it. He plays guitar.

“Yes, you’re in the world’s biggest boy band so why would I know you.”

He let out a little laugh and began walking towards me. I stood up and put my arms around the piano.

“Stay away from my piano!” I say with a cheeky smile.

He stopped walking, looked at me sort of confused and then laughed.

“What?! I love my piano!” I say and I could feel my cheeks going red. He laughed even more. Great.

“So crazy-piano-loving-lady, are you going to answer my question?” He asked with a kind smile.

I stood up straight and began to blush. Again. To avoid his eyes I smoothed out my skirt.

“Uh I was just… ya know… playing. The piano.” I answered feeling really awkward. I could feel myself going as red as capsicum. Yeah that’s right. Not tomato. Capsicum.

He rolled his eyes. “Nah shit Sherlock. What song were you playing?”

It all makes sense now. “Oh right! I was playing Safer by Gabriella Cilmi.”

He nodded slowly. Oh my god his eyes are gorgeous. They’re like… like the colour of an ocean after a storm.

“I’m Breanna by the way.”

“Nice to meet you Breanna. I have never heard of Gabriella Cilmi before. Do you mind playing the song again?” He asked stepping in closer.

I sighed. “Are you not here to see Simon?” I asked a little annoyed. I just want to be alone.

“Yes and I know where he is. I heard you playing so I came down here. Now please play!” He sat down on the cream coloured couch near the piano and looked right at me.

I rolled my eyes and sat down on the comfortable black stool. I put my fingers on the keys and zoned out everything and everyone around me. When I finished the song a tear made its way down my cheek. Shit. I hate crying. I could feel a person right behind me but I didn’t turn around because I didn’t want them to see me.

“Breanna are you okay?”

Damn it was Niall, I was hoping he got bored and left. He sat down next to me and wiped away the tear.

I sniffled and replied, “Yeah.” I stood up and Niall followed. “You should probably get back to Simon.” I say not making eye contact. My painted toes nails suddenly became very interesting.

“Yeah. Um see ya later.”

“Bye.”

I didn’t turn around to see him leave but I did see him walk past me out of my peripheral vision. I heard him stop and I could feel his eyes looking back at me. I began to walk back to the piano and another tear made its way down my cheek.